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Post by Majin Myu on Feb 7, 2019 18:49:31 GMT -6
The goo pile that was currently the majin would flail her head around, which was the only thing that WASN’T squished. It was kinda goofy and a little bit terrifying, but it seemed as if Myu wasn’t at all scared on what happened to her. Actually, scratch that. She didn’t care about being squished, but instead she cared about the fact that she was STUCK. There were a couple of times where she got squished into a ball, turned flat, etc… but she wasn’t really stuck whenever that happened and only took about a couple of minutes for her to reform, depending on how bad she was. This wasn’t all that bad luckily, so if either of the two could actually scoop her off from the wall, she’ll be back to normal! The majin began calming down once she heard Misuji, letting out a whine. “Myu wants to do anything to get her out! Spootola or not! Myu wants out! Out, out!” She would flail her head yet again, pinning her ‘ears’ back like a cat. “Myu doesn’t want to be splat anymore! She doesn’t want to be stuuuuck! Out, oooout!” She began to wail once more, which would soon be followed up with a stream of tears going down her face. Anyone that was below her would more than likely suffer a shower, considering how she was LITERALLY crying two mini-waterfalls.
The majin continued bawling for a little while longer, only to stop whenever she saw the lizard man hover up to her. She gave a little sniffle and frowned, feeling as if his efforts might be futile. She’ll be stuck on this ceiling until the end of time! She’ll no longer be able to do all the neat things Nashi had to teach her! She won’t fight! She won’t fly! And more importantly, she wouldn’t be able to eat! That was her favorite past time too! More tears began to build up as these horrible thoughts came into mind, though luckily Hale would use the shovel he had to begin scraping her off. The majin’s eyes widened for a split second, and soon enough she began to giggle. These weren’t happy giggles, but were the giggles that were made when someone is getting tickled. “M-Myu thinks it tickles! Hehehe!” The majin giggled as she was scooped off from the ceiling, landing on the ground with a loud SPLAT! Myu would glance up at Misuji and smile up at him, her splattered body slowly beginning to take its usually shape and form. The majin would tilt her body to the side and wiggle herself, but stopped…
“Oooooh! Myu’s hands!” The majin would gasp, completely forgetting about this. She was trying to wave at Misuji, but of course that couldn’t work because… er, no hands. Myu would walk over to the machine, using her tail to pick up her arms and reattach them to where they belonged. Whenever she was done, she would begin to stretch, “Hehehehe, there! Myu has arms now!” She would turn towards Hale, revealing that she accidentally placed her arms in the wrong spot. Myu blinked a couple of times upon the realization, clenching her eyes shut and letting out a strained growl as her arms would just disappear inside her body. After a bit more straining, her arms would reappear, but this time they would be in their normal spots! “Alright! Myu isn’t gonna do that again! Machine is mean.” Myu would hover herself over to Misuji, where she would point towards the machine she just insulted. “You wanna try? Myu wants to see you do it!”
OH WAIT! Her eyes grew wide and immediately she would dart to Hale, “Myu is thankful! Thank you, Mister Hale! Mister Lizard! Mister muscle! Myu is sorry for not telling thanks! Myu appreciates you! Thank, thank!” Theeere we go. Myu would let out a little sigh before deciding to lay herself down midair, feeling as though she was exhausted.
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Post by Misuji Mishima on Feb 8, 2019 2:37:03 GMT -6
Misuji wasn't one to be swayed by the adorability of any given creature or individual. He was a fan of the rugged and reliable. Whether it be from watching scrappy underdog or a powerful favorite, the boy found himself appropriating the strength of those he viewed. A blazing inferno would rise from his stomach, upwards through his cramped gullet, and back down into the banging drums that stood in for his heart. Right now, after witnessing the pink, blob-like BEHEMOTH's struggles (and her amazing potential), he could feel that fire roaring in his chest.
Of course, there was little he could do to free her, so he allowed the equally impressive Hale to run off and fetch the spatula. All he could do now was holler out his encouragements and reassurances, at the ceiling that he probably couldn't reach without breaking through.
"Do not worry Myu! Rest easy, you have accomplished that which you pined for!" He raised both arms, his husky voice rasping about with reckless impetuosity.
"It is most admirable!" He added on confidently, not for his own sake, but that of the bubblegum bouncer. "You will be freed soon! Hale will grab mega spatula to free you from the splatting of squish!" This pattern continued on for several more moments, until the Arcosian returned with the scraping, scrapping tool in his hands.
Once Myu was free, the lad was simultaneously relieved and elated. He smiled back at the pink figure, though he allowed his head to tilt in confusion at the sight of her shape reforming.
"Ah, I thought we would have to grab the pump of air, and fill you with gas. This is better. Less hurt. No mess. I am impress!" He hummed, sounding like a very large and very lost dog. "Do not worry Myu! If visit Dog Farm Gym, we get you device that is not so mean! You crumple facility records with overwhelming power, I can see!" His fatigue from earlier had been forgotten, as the screaming resumed. His gaze shifted, now glancing at the machine that was pointed out. It was his turn to commence action, it seemed.
"I would love to make attempts! I too have muscle!" While he was raring to go, the boy had to be sure of something. It was impolite to not honor the home-owner, especially by dashing ahead and grabbing hold of their belongings without proper permission. So with his stance widened, he looked at the Alien owner of the tower.
"Can Misuji-" he paused, realizing that he was taking a page from the kitty-bun, "- can I utilize this device? Show own strength? Surpass limits set upon me by feeble gods?" He was perhaps a bit too excited to notice how hyped he was, or to take note of the now drained Myu. |
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Post by Hale on Feb 8, 2019 12:45:39 GMT -6
Hale could still hear Misugi cheering on Myu even as she was stuck to the seeing, yelling words of encouragement, all the while the small pink squish creature was full on wailing and crying. It didn't take him particularly long to get her off the ceiling, but the fact that she was squished up even on the ground now the way she was still unsettled him to a degree. The more he watched her the more she reminded him of a creature he had seen and hadn't seen one of as far as he was aware of since in Bloom. The way she could squish and stretch was familiar, though they looked nothing alike, not even remotely, so it was hard to tell past those surface traits. He had forgotten just as equally about her lack of hands, and gave a bit of a shudder as he watched her put them back on so nonchalantly, just staring and blinking for a moment.
What equally surprised Hale through all of this was how unphased Misuji seemed to be. He was staying encouraging and friendly and Hale just assumed he was a friendly guy, but maybe he had seen something like Myu before so it was less a surprise, though Hale had no idea how to ask that without sounding rude or offensive perhaps. He was thankful the two were talking and occupied otherwise, hoping they didn't notice how quiet he was being looking between the two of them and couldn't help but just let out a soft chuckle. "You okay there, Myu? Never seen someone do something like that." He stood up a bit straight and leaned back just a bit as she suddenly came right at him and started to of all things thank him. "Oh, you are welcome. I, yeah you are welcome. I was worried you hurt yourself, but you seem okay now." He didn't have much time to say much else before he looked over and saw Misugi seemed interested to give the machine a go and for a moment he cringed. His mind pictured the same scenario for this man and he had to cover his mouth not to burst out laugh, though he was worried regardless of the thought. "Please be careful, Misugi. You can, but just be careful. It might look like a simple machine for lifting weights, but it tries to fight back in a sense as you saw." Walking over he put a large hand on his shoulder and nodded. "Go for it. I'll stand behind you and spot you if you need help. "
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Post by Majin Myu on Feb 9, 2019 23:41:30 GMT -6
She could already tell that these two would make very cool friends! They reminded her of Nashi, sort of… at least from how she felt about them. She overall enjoyed the two’s company, especially Misuji who, while she cried, gave her words of encouragement! She never felt so happy and pumped up in her entire lifetime (which was like a couple of days). Whenever she was told about going to a different gym, the majin would quickly nod, of course liking the idea of that. Honestly she wouldn’t mind going anywhere longest any of the two were around! She just met them not so long ago and already she liked the two, growing a sort of attachment. After going ahead and apologizing to Hale, she would smile once hearing Hale accepting her thanks. “Yes, yes! Myu is fine! Myu can get squished, poked, and all that kind of stuff and she will be okay! It’s cool and neat! Neat, neat!” She giggled before deciding to float herself over to Hale’s shoulder, deciding to perch herself on it. “But Myu would like break. She is tired after that! Well, not tired but she wants a break!” Myu herself didn’t weight as much, mainly because the arcosian was pretty strong and because she was EXTREMELY light. She barely weighed anything, or at least she chooses to weigh nothing.
Her eyes grew wide after Misugi wanted to try out the machine, the tiny majin immediately clapping her hands together. “Yes, yes! Please let Misugi use machine! Machine, machine!” Now it was the Earthling’s turn, and BOY she couldn’t wait to see him get to work! She knows for a fact that the Earthling could do it because… he’s cool and strong! This machine was nothing compared to Misugi’s cool levels, and it must be a breeze for Hale also! Misugi might not have as hard as a time like Myu did, and hooopefully his arms don’t, uh… fall off either. Myu wasn’t too smart or anything, but she knows that a human can’t really do what she can do. The majin was glad to hear that Misugi was allowed to use the device, and would silently watch and smile, waiting for the Earthling to begin.
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Post by Misuji Mishima on Feb 10, 2019 13:14:20 GMT -6
"Then there is no problems." Misuji sighed in relief, as he glanced back at the adorably squeaky creature that sputtered about in exhaustion. "That is good to be hearing Myu!" He said with a cheery laugh. "You take break now, the goodest of rests. You have earned this right." He hummed. "In mean time, I will show you the joys of muscle training!" The boy didn't boast, as much as he exuberantly shared his interests with his newfound friends. That being said, he simply smirked at the Arcosian, as the older figure gave out a few words of advice. "Do not be worrying, Hale! I am Mini Mastiff, and I destroy everything that cross my path!" Misuji Mishima shook his head in response to the warning, and continued to smirk like the most maniacal of maniacs. "This struggle, I live for this!" The challenge excited him. That much could gleaned from a cursory glance at the boy, who looked just like the sneering, heaving mad dog who he presented himself as in the ring. His arms were laid out at his sides, fingers clenched as the bottom of his fists slammed into his thighs repeatedly, as though banging heavily on a meaty drum. His muscles were much more apparent now, as they were coiled and flexed in a dazzling display of his physique. "I train hard to get these muscle. They will not fail me now!" He spoke with confidence, the troublesome sort that could cut clean through a set of thick cords despite how blunt and dull it was on the surface. With that he began to bounce about from heel-to-heel, much like the squishy rabbit-like creature did, as he shuffled towards the machine. He stared down the exercise equipment, almost treating it like a human opponent, what with the way he grunted at it like a disgruntled mutt.
"I fear no man! No machine! No pain!" The young man carried the kind of unrestrained vigor that only a raging, strapping stripling could have summoned up in his position. In spite of his earlier stress and fatigue, what with him treading for hours on end through an arid desert before climbing a fortress's walls, he didn't lose a single hint of enthusiasm. That carried through in his actual attempt at exercise. He gripped at the handles of the pole, and pulled as hard as he possibly could have. "Hah! This pressure! It is immense challenge to Mini Mastiff!" The lad chortled with reckless abandon.
"This is good workout already!" He growled, his neckless head shaking from side to side, as burly arms tugged violently at the appropriate parts of the machine. "Hale! Myu! I thank the both of you for this opportunity." In spite of the pained gasps, Misuji Mishima was sincere as he said this.
"Is- is good to make friends again!" He smiled at the two other beings in his midst, serene bliss on his face for a moment, before that was overtaken by savage euphoria.
"I show newfound friends my strength!" His teeth grit, shattered canine on full display, as the chanting from earlier resumed. "I show machine, my fury!" Whether it was an attempt to keep focused, or sheer excitement on full display, one thing was certain. "Come! Tell me, Crop Corp. Device!"
The Mini Mastiff was loud.
"Who is the man?! Who is the man?!"
Unlike Miyu, Misuji didn't seem to have the ability to effortlessly blaze through the entire process after a few moments of awkward labor. Instead, his beefy, brawny thew was stretched to its limits, the more his biceps snaked. His momentum did not stall, but his arduous struggle continued to steadily traipse forwards, as even the muscled mass of meat covered his neck was forced to tamp down from the effort. Finally, after a good number of seconds stomped on his figure like crushing hours of exertion, he had accomplished it. He held the bar all the way up until his knuckles touching his chubby cheeks, and didn't let go.
"WHO?! WHO?!"
The reply in which Misuji quickly goes Full Zangief and Full Vader all at once.
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Post by Hale on Feb 10, 2019 15:58:44 GMT -6
Hale gave a bit of a look over as Myu landed on his shoulder, reaching up and giving her a slight pat on the head before focusing on Misugi again. Given what had happened with Myu he was admittedly a bit concerned as he was fairly certain Misugi was less likely to be able to put his hands back on if they ended up coming off in the same fashion. "Well don't destroy my machine if you can help it. It was expensive." He had seen quite a few people strain against the machine in recent memory, and quite a few ended up hurting their arms, backs, knees, straining muscles, and so on as they either underestimated the strain the machine was about to put on them or overestimated their own strength and pushed themselves the wrong way. Even with his own strength it wasn't easy to struggle against the machine when it started to push back, but he kept himself quiet simply because he didn't want to discourage the guy but would keep a close eye on him.
It was fairly clear Misugi was pumping himself up and Hale could appreciate it given his own penchant for flare and showing off at times. All he could manage was a grin and a heavy nod, showing his respect for Misugi's words, giving him a large thumbs up in response. Hale had completely forgotten how tired the man was when he showed up, and suddenly the worry was showing on his face again, slowing crossing his arms and watching more intently in case he needed to step in. "Reminds me a bit of me at times.", he whispered to Myu. There was a mixture of wanting to laugh and cheer, and finally Hale gave in and spoke up. "You got this!" His eyes kept fixated as he could see the fatigue and struggle, but appreciated the determination. "Come on, you are almost there.", Hale called out encouragingly. It took obvious pain and physically and mentally pushing but Misugi managed to get the bar all the way up to his face and managed to hold it there, his muscles obviously straining as the machine fought back to pull the bar away more and more with each passing second. "Good job!", as Hale began to clap and nod proudly.
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Post by Majin Myu on Feb 11, 2019 15:50:48 GMT -6
Myu would close her eyes whenever she was given a pat to the head, blinking a few times and looking towards the arcosian curiously. She wouldn’t comment about it however, instead switching her focus over to Misuji, who was beginning to prepare for his turn with the machine. Honestly she should totally visit towers more often, because sheesh she makes the bestest of friends! Nashi was the first, and this was merely the second. Muscle Tower? More like, Tower of Awesome! The majin felt a sense of giddiness as she sat there on Hale’s shoulder, feeling rather excited for what’s to come. She was hoping that Misuji wouldn’t accidentally hurt himself or anything, because that would be really bad! But if he did, she’ll try her darnest to help him out… somehow. She had no clue how to treat wounds or anything since she’s literally a day or so old, so she wouldn’t exactly be reliable with medical care. But hey, it doesn’t hurt to try! Myu would raise a stubby hand up whenever she heard the Earthling pumping himself up, smiling wide, “Ya ya! Fear no man! No machine! Pain, pain! No, no!” She would get up onto her feet, beginning to hop up and down on Hale’s shoulder as she cheered for Misuji, her tiredness seemingly disappearing. All this excitement, all this pent up energy… it was too much!
Soon enough, the man would grab onto the handles, finally getting to the good part. “Mini Mastiff! Mini Mastiff!” The majin chanted, raising her arms up and down. “Myu believes! Myu believes! Believe, believe!” She would begin dancing around in place, doing twirls and spins on the arcosian’s shoulder while the Earthling got to work! “No talk! Only move! Move! Myu believes! Go, go! Lift the machine! Beat the machine! Destroy, destroy!” She giggled, stopping for a moment to watch the man’s progress. He was doing it! He was actually doing it! After all that pumping up, after all that yelling, the man would finally do it! “Yaya! Misuji is the man! Mini Mastiff man! Yes, yes!” The majin would shout out in glee before hopping off of Hale’s shoulder, landing on top of Misuji’s head while he held up the bar. “You, you! You the man! Misuji, Mini Mastiff, da man!” She would jump up and down for a few times, and if it wasn’t enough for the Earthling to let go, she would strike a pose, raising both her arms up in the air and smiling wide at Hale. “Misuji, Hale, and Myu da best! Yes, yes!!!” Myu would shout, hopping off of the Earthling’s head and smiling, hovering over to the arcosian. “That was really cool! Myu is very happy! Wow, wow!”
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Post by Misuji Mishima on Feb 12, 2019 3:23:21 GMT -6
"That is right! All three of us is best!" He basked in the glory, knowing all too well that it couldn't last forever. Misuji could savor it while it was around however, if only because he knew that he didn't have many opportunities to unwind (in a twisted manner that involved putting one's body through immense stress) these days. Plus, he was just thoroughly enjoying the company, especially the as the two around him spoke. Once he found some room to breathe, he began to disengage from the exercise. "No, I do not think so- did not do the job!" Misuji chortled with all the force that his ragged lungs could muster, form continuing to quiver violently, as his head rocked back and forth from both the elation and the pressure. "The Mini Mastiff go over!" He roared. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
His arms ached, as they began to uncoil. Slowly, but surely, he allowed his limbs to straighten. He couldn't release bar just yet, no matter how badly it rocked his brawny body. It wouldn't be a complete job if he didn't take that one way ticket to hell, and forcibly drive himself back in a stolen police cruiser. Misuji Mishima did not do things half-cocked. If the booming blubber and shakey sinew was any indication, perhaps he physically couldn't leave that which he started unattended. Not without bashing his head into whatever wall he came across repeatedly, at least.
After a bearing the burden of accomplishment for what felt like another decennary, the boy found himself squatting all the way to his heels, having finally let go of the pole. Sloshy sweat slid down his chin, staining his shirt. He panted. His chest heaved and hammered its way to oxygen, striking out every which way it could for more breath. Still, the lad couldn't help but smile, the adrenaline streaming through his veins continuing to circulate all throughout his form. "I am the man!"
One last gorilla grunt blew past his maw, as his arms shot into the air. He fell on his backside, but didn't seem to mind much. The young man crossed his legs, took in another deep breath, and began to relax. He was already ecstatic to accomplish such a feat on his own, prevailing over a machine that had sent so many other warriors to their knees, but the presence of the other two made that victory all the more sweeter. Even then however, fatigue had taken its toll on him, and he found himself silently smiling. He wasn't deflated. He wasn't even lacking in energy. It just so happened that his body refused to summon up that power, not after all the ordeals he had put himself through for the day. Seeing how relatively fresh Myu and Hale were, at least in comparison to his own badly battered build, the boy made a resolution. One he said aloud, to further share his exuberance with his newfound friends.
"Soon, I grow stronger..." He began, still more than a little breathless, as his weary head nodded about. "Then I do repetition after repetition on Machine!" The boy declared.
"Myu! I know you do not wish to handle device anymore, but perhaps one day soon we make visit again, and do the testing of progress. If not yours, then maybe mine." A look was shot at the rabbit-like creature, tone somewhere between sickly sweet and overly caffeinated. "Does this sound good? Oh!" He continued to giggle, before facing Hale himself. "This also to spend the time with new friend Hale, of course! Maybe do new thing next time, yes?" He added. "You do not mind company of Myu and Mini Mastiff, no?"
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Post by Hale on Feb 12, 2019 13:54:02 GMT -6
He didn't seem to mind either of these two as far as their company went compared to some that had shown up and at best didn't bother him too much, or the one human who came and had to be physically escorted away. The more time he spent with them he was actually starting to enjoy them both in their own ways, and it was a nice change of pace and an appreciated break from some of the stress he was under. Both were cheering at each other proudly, and he couldn't blame them, but he was so lost in the moment he could only stand there grinning between the two for a long moment. He stopped smiling as he looked as if he were suddenly lost in a thought, then held up his finger to them both and walked across the large room to a wall panel, opening it and pressing a few buttons as he looked over to them, then back to the and again to them before closing the panel. Running around the room to his left he opened another wall panel and pulled out what looked like a small camera as he ran back to them. "Alright smile." Holding the camera up to Myu first he waited a moment then took a picture, then bent down towards Misuji and gave him a moment to compose himself before taking a second picture. Jogging back over his sat the camera on some sort of dock and stood a moment tapping his foot. "Theeeeere we go!" grabbing something from inside and closing the panel before jogging back.
"Alright, you are the first two to get these. "Holding up what looked like two laminated cards. "These are security passes to get you into the tower if I'm not here. By the door outside there will be a camera to scan your face when you put these cards in the slot, and the security system from there will let you in." He held out the cards to each of them showing their faces from the pictures he took, some general information on their size, shape and physical forms, and a bar code and security chip on the back. Assuming they both took the cards he pointed down and started to walk towards the winding staircase and unlike before when he went up, the floor started to open enough to show the stairs now also going down into another room. "If you guys need a shower to whatever after that, I have my personal shower and bathroom area down there. I don't usually let people in there just so I don't have to clean it as much. This one unfortunately you can't get into without me here, but the other bathroom with a shower is in the room just above this one."
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Post by Majin Myu on Feb 12, 2019 17:31:46 GMT -6
Today was honestly very enjoyable! These were the first few people she had ever met upon her creation, and already she was making such wonderful friends. It would be great to go and introduce these two to Nashi whenever she had the chance, ‘cause she knew for a fact that they would like him, and that he would like them! If Myu liked these people, then he definitely would like them too! The majin watched while the Mini Mastiff began to lower the bar down, a smile plastered across her face. She’s been smiling all day it felt like, though of course she wouldn’t complain! Smiles were great and fun and made everything better, or at least in her mindset it did. The majin giggled after hearing the Earthling shout out once more, tilting her head however whenever he fell back. The majin would hover over to him and look at him in concern, but it appeared that he was alright. He was winded, that was for sure! Myu would return back to Hale after checking up on her Earthling friend, floating right besides the arcosian.
“Myu grow strong too! Myu gets more muscle!” She would say in response to Misuji, sorta agreeing with what he just said. “Myu keep using machine! Myu get strong! Muscle, muscle!” Myu would raise her stubby arms outward, rolling both her hands into a fist before beginning to beat on her chest. Whenever her name was called, she would stop and face Misuji, puffing out her chest. “Yes, yes! Myu tests! Myu muscles! Myu stroooong!” She would let out a loud growl, giggling afterwards. It would definitely be neat trying out the machine later on and see how less she’ll struggle… or how more she struggles. She wasn’t really paying attention on how the machine itself worked, so even with the increase with her power, she will more than likely have a harder time lifting the bar up. Better yet, it isn’t really power that’s gonna be a problem; it’s her height. She was 1 foot so she had to fly herself up in the air in order to lift the thing, but this also meant that she worked the hardest. Myu would grin after hearing the Earthling ask Hale about spending more time with him later on WITH the possibility of trying out something new. The majin would stare at the arcosian afterwards, a little curious on his response.
But then he would turn and begin walking around the room. The majin would glance down at the Earthling before looking back over at Hale, who appeared to be getting something. Whenever Hale approached her with an odd device and told her to ‘smile’, all she could really do was just tilt her head to the side in curiosity. Once the picture was taken, she would blink and watch the arcosian move over to Misuji… what on Earth was he doing? “What is Hale doing?” Myu would ask, scratching at her head. Apparently it was something neat, because he would exclaim and move away once again.
Wait, wait… first two? First two of what? Myu was pretty confused on what he was talking about, but before she could ask him, he would hold out two cards! Apparently they were security passes, which would cause the majin to let out an interested ‘oooooh’. Myu would hover over to Hale and grab ahold of her card, tilting her head to the side and giving the card the same look she had in the picture. She blinked a couple of times before… uh… The majin would slip the card into her own body, sorta absorbing it. She blinked a few times whenever she did that, but if she were given any weird looks, she would explain, “Myu, uh… doesn’t have pockets! No backpack! So she… stores stuff inside her! Myu can bring it out again, don’t worry!” She said, letting out a nervous giggle. Myu sorta uses herself as a storage device, which definitely wasn’t bizarre whatsoever.
The majin would go ahead and hop over to Hale’s shoulder whenever he began to walk into some sort of staircase, tilting her head to the side whenever he mentioned a ‘shower’ and a ‘bathroom’. It was personal, so apparently it must be really neat! Oooh, it might have bubbles too! “Shower! Shower! Bubbles! Bubbles!” The majin would exclaim, flailing her arms up and down. “Bubble, bubble!”
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Post by Misuji Mishima on Feb 13, 2019 10:58:19 GMT -6
Misuji Mishima was on cloud nine. It had been a long time since he made anything resembling a friend, discounting the colleagues who either appreciated (or at the very least tolerated) his immense presence in the squared circle. So the fact that he had bonded so readily with two new ones, both of whom seemed to be earnestly fond of the boy himself and not just his abilities, was a development that he had not foreseen at the start of the day. Being stranded atop a mysterious tower in the middle of the desert wastes wasn't such a bad thing after all. He was particularly ecstatic about the foot-long being's shared excitement for gaining muscle. If there was anyone who knew the joys of being an undersized underdog with a penchant for bolstering their own musculature, then it was Misuji Mishima.
"Friend Miyu, he is taking of picture. Do the photogenic smile!" He responded to Myu's inquiry, as he turned to face Hale. "I show you how!"
There was a camera in the boy's face, why wouldn't he smile? Misuji Mishima had those instincts practically embedded into his spirit by this point, being the son of two prominent professional wrestlers. While they may not have possessed much in the way of technology back at the mountain-top Dojo, he had always been a loud, goofy pug of a lad with a love for the spotlight, so he hopped onto the idea of pictures with little difficulty. In matches, he did play to the crowd, despite his brutal instincts taking over every so often. That was why when Hale approached with the device, he immediately put up the goofiest of grins, still heaving as he mentally muttered that magical word: "Cheese!" With that being done, Misuji waited, listening to the older figure's explanation. He took the card, the grin twisting into a much softer expression. A bright beam was shown to the other two, as he continued to laugh heartily. That didn't stop even as he saw the Majin absorb her own ID. He stared for a moment, as it entered the creature's flesh, his own giddiness not once fading in spite of the strange sight. He was quickly becoming used to the oddities of the world, even with his own sheltered upbringing. The boy only gave a reassuring nod, before flashing a thumbs-up.
"It is most amazing friend Myu!" He commented, nodding in approval. "Wish I could do same, but only have duffel bag." The lad sighed, quickly regaining his energy afterwards. "Bag which was lost in desert, I should find later!"
With that being said, he shifted his attention back to the Arcosian.
"Thank you, Hale!" The young man began, the booming laugh somehow continuing as he spoke. "For the exercise! For the card! For the showers! For hospitality in the general, yes!" Upon hearing the bunny-like being's addition, he could only continue to chortle. "And also for bubble!" |
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Post by Hale on Feb 14, 2019 17:00:46 GMT -6
It was good to have some happy people in here for a change given how eerily quiet it tended to be the majority of the time. He had admittedly not made a huge effort to invite people out to train, and the few he had were skeptical given the location. He looked between the two who were far more excitable than he was likely to ever be without putting in more effort, and he couldn't help but smile along with them, laughing some and giving them a waving signal to follow him. "Come down here for a moment.", heading down the spiraling stairs. The room under the training area was significantly smaller in size, but still fairly large compared to a normal room. There was a section area with a large share, one with a large bath, a few chairs, a large television covering nearly the entire wall, a long couch, and a small kitchen area with a dishwasher, island counter, and refrigerator. "Make yourselves at home. Shower and such over there, food in the fridge, and can rest for a bit down here if you want. I unfortunately need to do a few things so I need to head further upstairs, but you are more than welcome to stay. Just let me know when you head out so I can close this room up. And if you need me for anything, just use the intercom by the front door and push for floor five." Heading for the stairs he gave them a wave as he started to head up, giving a thumbs up as he walked away.
Figured I'd leave it open to thread end or if you want to keep going easy to do that as well. Up to you two.
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Post by Majin Myu on Feb 14, 2019 19:55:08 GMT -6
Whenever she saw Misuji strike some sort of pose, which was doing a big ol’ grin, she would blink a few times and realize that she made a mistake. Eh, whatever. Now she knows to do a wide, toothy smile whenever someone takes a picture of her! And hopefully she won’t absorb the image either, because obviously that was a weird thing. But hey, she uses her own body to hold stuff, so there’s nothing wrong with that! She actually had tons of stuff within her flesh, which included various things like pebbles, banana peels, and a bunch of other useless junk. If someone were to shake her, there was a chance that all the stuff she had within her would just dump out… which won’t be a bad thing honestly. Someone should totally tell her what to store and what not to store, like maybe Nashi or Misuji… or even Hale! But for now, she won’t ask them any questions. She giggled after hearing the Earthling’s praise, smiling. “Thank you, Misuji! Thanks, thanks! Maybe Misuji can do it if he tries!” She would reassure him, but upon hearing that he lost a bag in the desert, she would frown. “Oh, oh! Myu will help! Myu can fly, fly! Find, find!” She would flail her arms up and down, sort of inching higher and higher into the air as if she was swimming.
Myu would smile after hearing the human’s thanks, hovering right next to him as they followed the arcosian. “Yaya! Thanks for stuff! Myu happy!” She said, grinning. “Bubbles too! Bubbleeeeees!” Suddenly, Myu would form a tiny pink bubble in the air, which was just the size of her own body. Usually it acted as a shield, but she does use this whenever she felt like it. The majin would just lay on top of it, using it as a sort of pillow as she continued floating around. Once they finally arrived at the room, the majin’s eyes would grow wide. “Wow! So cool!” Myu would exclaim, “So awesome! Wowie!” Immediately Myu would make herself at home, popping the pink bubble before floating herself over to a couch, plopping face first onto it and giggling. She would let out a muffled, gleeful cry before pulling herself up, jumping up and down on the couch’s cushion. “Myu will stay for a little bit! Must look at everything! Must bubbles! Food eats! Tons of bubbles!!” She squealed like an excited child, hopping down from the couch before making her way to the fridge, opening it. The majin would pull out an armful of cans labeled as ‘Sports Drink’, waddling herself back to the couch and dropping a couple of cans along the way. She would ignore them however as she sat herself down, placing the can pile besides her before beginning to swallow each can whole, absorbing those into her body like what she did with her own ID.
Thread Exit, unless Misuji wants to do some more shenanigans! I'm down for some more posts if either of you are.
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Post by Misuji Mishima on Feb 14, 2019 22:00:24 GMT -6
Misuji Mishima followed the pair down the spiral-shaped stairs, looking around the much cozier room with a cheery, little grin. Despite his obvious glee, the lad was more than a little pooped at this point, yawning slightly in between cheeky giggles.
"Is not in skill-set, Myu, but I will try sometime." He replied, arms straight by his sides as he marched. The entire area seemed comfy. There was a lot here that he wasn't used to: good company, a large television, actual showers and free food. It was the sort of paradise that the boy could only envision in his head. (Misuji had very little in the way of aspirations, beyond the vague goal of achieving his true potential.)
"Many thanks Hale!" He replied as the man made his way out, sharing in the Majin's excitement. He even hopped over to the fridge himself, taking one of the many 'Sports Drink' cans while he could. He cracked it open, and took a sip, blinking as he watched the display to his side.
"Is storing for later, or...?" He trailed off, waving a hand afterwards. "Bah, is not matter! It is most cool either way." The lad nodded, savoring the scene while he could. It wasn't something that he'd seen every day, after all.
"So. Many thing left to do. What now?"I think this is a good spot to end. Thread exit for me too. Thanks for the fun! |
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